Deranged gnome is fancied up for Halloween
He is wearing goblin colors, said my cousin, Sheen.
He looks frightening, I said. Is he a little mean?
A temper on this guy, I actually have never seen.
If he goes outside to trick-or-treat.
Will we hear children screaming on the street?
He looks like he is ready to eat
Pets, grandmothers, and a child’s feet.
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